Pregnancy diary number 5

Friday, February 09, 2007


......and I am 7 weeks and 2 days pregnant by my reckoning. Of course, I'm sure the midwife will challenge this when I visit her in a few weeks because she always does!
I did a test when I first realised my period was late on 23rd January. (The picture isn't brilliant but if you screw up your eyes you can just see 2 pink lines....Positive, obviously.) I also took a test to the doctors, (because you have to), and got the results this afternoon.
I have been suffering from exhaustion and sickness for about 10 days now and it is for this reason that we decided to tell the children about the pregnancy last Friday, which was Imbolc and represents fresh starts and new beginnings so it seemed quite appropriate. We were concerned that the children would be worried about what was happening to their Mommy if we didn't give them an explanation.
They took the news extremely well. Angel expressed herself clearly by discussing her hopes that the new baby is a boy so that we have an even number of boys and girls in the family. HRH merely smiled a lot and said 'So that's why your tummy is so fat Mommy!' I had to say, 'Well, no I just eat a lot!' He found this funny.
The children told our parents over the following weekend and agreed not to tell our friends for a while yet although I'm not sure why because after everything we've been through I certainly don't believe in tempting fate!
We were relieved that the children were happy and didn't seem to dwell on what happened to baby no. 4 last summer, other than to say that they know this baby will be fine.
At the moment the morning sickness is getting worse by the day. This morning I woke up feeling quite green and had to choke down some breakfast because I know eating helps but I found it only just took the edge off the sickness. It lasts all day but is worse in the mornings and the evenings. However, I also have a feeling that I'm not familiar with at this stage and that is gratefullness. For as long as I feel ill I know the baby is thriving and so each time I retch or go giddy I smile, (well inside I smile, outside I change colour!)
Right now I'm pooped and in desperate need of sleep so I'm off to bed. Feeling very happy!

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